Beneficence

Along the road of life, beneficence walks with me. 
Although this is something you cannot see. 
Its within me, but in this world it is so hard to find. 
The quality of doing good and being kind. 

I know people carry it around, as I do mine, 
but people don't let it come out and let it shine. 
In today's world, I know it is hard to be kind to one another, 
but I don't care if your Mexican, Asian or African, I'll still call you brother. 
 
Maybe some people just need clarity. 
Go out and give your time for charity. 
Meet new people, and don't judge him or her, 
if you do, you will never know who they were. 
 
In my life, this is one part of me I am proud of.
Knowing where ever I go, I bring love. 
I hope you agree that this all makes sense, 
and you can carry on my story of beneficence.  

***for 'Along the road of life...contest, by Paula Swanson

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